Taylor Nelson Poetry

I'm as lonely and hopeless as a book in a shelf
I'm stranded in an island without any help.

What shall do for I am trapped in a box
I see no one around me but a lonely fox

And in her I see me
As I walk toward to my death decree.

I can't help but think will I have any friends
That will comfort and care for me till the end

Or will I stay in a corner while the rest have fun
Am I different? Am I the same?
Why I am I lonely? Why am I filled with shame?

If I live, if I breathe as lonely as thee
Then I will indeed cry and die the same

I am picked on without any help
And once left alone have no shoulder to cry on

With this depression I am filled
And With this nowhere were will I go

I am lonely and will not change
I am lonely and will stay the same.

Poet: Taylor Nelson